✩ ⋮ DEVOUR. (ap)

update: recently, as in ten minutes ago, i received some minor detrimental news regarding my health. i will be taking time to process it and deal with it - in the meantime, i ask for your patience as i take this time to collect myself and move towards next steps. for those of you who know me and my history, this isn’t my first rodeo with this particular issue but i had hoped it would be my first and final near ten years ago. regardless, i will be checking in periodically and possibly doing things, but most likely i will be playing WOW. if you want my battle.net, just PM/DM me and i will be more than happy to give it out.

sentence starters: magic. ❜

sentence starters: magic. ❜

a  kinder  creature  may  have  sighed  at  the  sight  before,  a  daring  urge  rising  to  help  the  poor  soul  writhing.      what  a  heroic  display  that  would  be    !    valiant    !    gallant,  even     !    --    but  she  is  no  such  creature  and  amusement  creeps  into  her  bones  as  does  it  her  voice  in  turn,        ❛         yes,  but  ‘tis  a  bit  cruel  --  the  severity  of  the  curse  you’re  wishing  for,  i  mean,  MY LADY ,          ❜          

tongue  cluck,  fingers  pull  against  a  pale  lower  tier  and  nails    tack,  tack,  tack   !  against  teeth.  she  rests  on  her  haunches,  gauzy  robes  rucked  up  about  bony  knees.    a  simple  poke  and  prod  at  the  withering  man  entombed.   it’s  rarely  this  much  fun  .         

❛        not  that  i  have  an  issue  with  it,        ❜        comes  her   clarification,  maw  snapping  against  one  of  her  own  sullied  fingers.        ❛       --   still,  i  didn’t  know  remnants  of  the  scarlet  crusade  still  lingered  outside  of  tirisfal.      thought  this  gaggle  all  moved  towards  notherend  ...    no  matter  however  !    i’m  sure  there  is  something  to  garnered  from  this  ...  husk        -     ❜    

open  palm  smacks  down  against  covered  thigh  and  she  rises,  a  wry  expression  bleeding  across  her  lips.    mind  set,  action  ready,  it  won’t  take  much  time  at  all  and  second  guessing  is  long  behind  her.    anything  for  her  WARCHIEF,  anything  for  the  betterment  of  the  horde.      

✧  MAGIC  SENTENCE  STARTERS.

relating to, but not limited to, witchcraft & witchery. may or may not contain triggers, categorized by good/bad/neutral as requested.  please proceed to read/reblog with caution.

GOOD  MAGIC

❛ not all spells are bad, you must stray away from the bad magic. ❜  ❛ there’s nothing wrong with a bit of magic, as long as it’s for the good. ❜  ❛ you’re like a vase and the magic is the water.  ❜  ❛ i don’t need magic to see that. ❜  ❛ not every spell is considered to be bad. ❜  ❛ this spell book here contains no such bad magic nor will it ever. ❜  ❛ i’m working up a new potion. it’s for the greater good, of course. ❜  ❛ i’ve never used my powers/magic for anything but good things. ❜  ❛ there is no competition with magic, you either possess, or you don’t. ❜  ❛ no one power/magic is better nor greater than the other. ❜  ❛ remember, everything you learn is to be used for good. ❜ ❛ you think every witch/sorcerer is bad? do i look evil to you?  ❜  ❛ i’ve only ever used my magic/powers for good. ❜  ❛ it’s not the magic/powers that are bad, it’s the person who possesses it. ❜    ❛ there is good and bad in everything, you must always chose to be good. ❜  ❛ my powers/magic are not a weapon! i will not be treated as such! ❜  ❛ i cannot help you with your wishes, it’s far too evil. ❜  ❛ magic is a delicate thing and i treat it as such. ❜  ❛ i don’t always use magic/my powers, i don’t always need to. ❜  ❛ it is a blessing not a curse, it’s only a curse if you wish to do evil. ❜  ❛ i did come here to show off my powers/magic, what do you take me for? ❜  ❛ i’m not a witch! i’m a person possessing magic. big difference. ❜  ❛ these are healing potions, they will heal just about any form of life. ❜  ❛ the good always outweighs the bad, just remember that. ❜  ❛ it’s best to use magic/powers when you understand them.  ❜ 

BAD  MAGIC

❛ i’ve never used magic for anything other than evil. ❜ ❛ i will be the greatest and the most powerful, mark my words. ❜ ❛ i’ve hexed so many people, i’ve lost count. ❜ ❛ a curse is never easy to lift, hence the sole purpose of it. ❜ ❛ what’s the point in having powers/magic, if you don’t take advantage? ❜ ❛ you have always abused your magical privileges.  ❜ ❛ i wouldn’t use my powers/magic for the good if it was life and death. ❜ ❛ you really only know how to cast curses/hexes? ❜ ❛ i specialize in curses and hexes only, anything else is just noise. ❜ ❛ shhh, you shouldn’t even speak of such dark magic. ❜ ❛ this book is full of the darkest magic you’ll ever read. ❜ ❛ what is the difference between voodoo and dark magic? ❜ ❛ dark magic is wonderful, you learn the most from it. ❜ ❛ there are so many hexes/curses to cast, i never know which one to pick. ❜   ❛ have you ever had a curse/hex casted upon you? ❜ ❛ there is no such thing as good magic. ❜ ❛ why are you so wicked with such a beautiful gift? ❜ ❛ you do not deserve to possess magic/powers. ❜ ❛ i’ve got a wicked idea in mind, want to hear? it involves magic. ❜ ❛ the best magic of all, of course, is dark magic. ❜ ❛ have you ever wanted to step into voodoo? ❜ ❛ this a book of dark magic/voodoo, but it is not easy to open. ❜ ❛ you have to do a sacrifice to get this dark magic/voodoo book open. ❜ ❛ have you ever participated in voodoo ritual? it’s very liberating. ❜ ❛ all of these spells contain blood and sacrifice… ❜

NEUTRAL  MAGIC

[ ❖ ] ;; – To say he is a little lost is an understatement. Separation from the old deity that resided in his ivory helmet for the sake of blending in with the people again has him anxious; dark figures dance at the corner of his eyes though he is not tired nor hungry. The chill even barely touched his form to the extent expected. Orion’s ears flick at the sound of a woman’s voice, attention brought back from the focus on what isn’t even there.

“I never seem to unless I am healing or ruining something,” the Warden remarked, blinking his bleary eyes, a brief moment the whistle only he can hear pulled his attention but he willed his focus on the other. “I’m sorry. I’m… Distracted.”

             Curious  thing,  a  rattle  of  words  and  thoughts  come  tumbling  along  his  lips  and  her  head  tilts  to  better  hear,  ignoring  the  spill  of  wild  hair  caught  with  snow  across  her  shoulders.    She  settles,  briefly,  with  fixation    --    unaffected  by  the  weather,  there  seems  no  chill  to  set  upon  him,  no  shudder  to  take  to  his  shoulders    nor  dust  of  ice  marking  any  armor.    

There’s  an  upward  quirk  to  her  lips.    Unusual.